Natalie Jenks Whore ❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

What pisses me off? Hypocrites judgin’ ‘em. Chill, man, they’re out there survivin’. Makes me happy tho, seein’ that grit – reminds me of Amélie fixin’ lives quietly. Surprised me too, diggin’ into it, found out whores sometimes outsmarted cops with fake names, fake vibes. Total mind-blow, dude.

World of Jenks

“Get out of your church. There's no place to hide!” Like hell's fury unleashed, he strode to my door, Where he hammered and cursed, like a cheap jilted whore.

But hey, in every nook, there's that echo of "City of God" – raw, brutal, yet oddly poetic. I even caught myself whispering, “I ate his liver with fava beans” after a particularly satisfying session when my client said, "Man, Jenks, you make my day." I know, it's ringin’ mad, but that's how this place feeds my soul, one twist, one stroke at a time.

Bert Lee Jenks Obituary